Find a way to own the 5t5

"What kind of eyes do you have?!...Jie! Why do you have this look??"

"I have no impression at all!"

"It can be said that it is completely none of my business!"

In the background sound of Gojo Wujo's quarrel, Jiarui Nishiko said calmly: "Senior Diva and Ming-senpai have been trapped inside for two days, something may have happened, we must quickly destroy the barrier of the curse spirit .”

Xia Youjie gave Wujo Wu a provocative smile: "Wu. Are you okay? If not, I'll go."

The fussy Gojo Satoru calmed down in an instant, and confidently walked towards the mansion: "How can I not do it?"

I couldn't help applauding: "It's amazing, it made him quiet all at once. Is this the power of a good friend?"

Xia Youjie: "...Well, should it be?"

Gojo Satoru stood idle in the courtyard, stretching his five fingers and facing the whole bungalow with the palm of his hand, a mass of invisible and distorted huge suction gathered at the top of the bungalow at super high speed.

"—!!"

A violent explosion suddenly erupted from the attic, and the violent energy smashed the entire bungalow from top to bottom with a crushing force.The enchantment barrier on the first floor was oppressed until it retreated steadily and sank nearly two meters into the ground, and finally couldn't support it and collapsed.

I looked at the ruins of the original site of the mansion, and said, "It's dilapidated, aren't you afraid of accidentally injuring the people you want to save?"

Xia Youjie smiled and said, "It's okay, Nitro can take care of the treatment."

Jia Ruozi: "...It's really messed up."

I seemed to suddenly understand why Wujo Wuhui and Xia Youjie became close friends.

The light blue-haired woman in a black uniform jumped out of the gunpowder smoke and landed on the ground with a smile in her eyes: "You guys are too messy."

Gojo Satoru stood on the edge of the cave with his hands in his pockets, leaned over slightly and looked down, his smile was full of sarcasm: "Diva, are you crying?"

……

I watched them joking with each other from a distance, feeling a little bored, so I simply squatted down to watch the ants who were shocked by the explosion and got out of their nests and scurry around.

His long hair touched the ground, kicking up fine dust.

Ants the size of rice grains lined up in a dense team and kept coming in and out. One ant broke away from the group and was about to get into my hair. I gently brushed it away with the tail of my hair.

"Screw rustle..."

There was an inexplicable noise nearby, and I immediately opened the "circle", and a small group of dark shadows curled up in the grass half a meter away.

The moment "Yuan" touched it, it quickly jumped out of the grass, jumped over the wall and fled outside in the blink of an eye.

Can't let it run away!

I suddenly jumped up with both feet, and then stepped on the recess of the wall with my right foot, and my whole body was suddenly raised.Cling to the bricks on the top of the wall with one hand, climb over and land firmly.

A wisp of black filth was already approaching the corner of the street, and I ran after it.

"--Hey!"

Gojo Wu Yaoyao's voice came from inside the wall.

……

The filth was non-aggressive, but it fled so fast that I chased it for almost three streets before catching it.

"Didn't you notice the debris reaction? This is the filth that can only be separated by monsters."

The electronic voice in his head rarely said irritablely: [No, it should be that the breath is hidden, I can't find it]

We once went to an era of the Warring States Period, where monsters were everywhere, and there was a monster who was good at hiding the breath and hid it to accumulate strength after getting the golden fragments.

If it hadn't thought that it had become a powerful monster later, and didn't bother to hide itself, we might never be able to find it and be trapped in that world.

"Looks like I'll be here for a while." Holding the filthy smell, I sighed a little.

I don't know if Wujo Wu's six eyes can recognize this thing?

It would help a lot if you could.

"You bastard!"

Gojo Satoru suddenly appeared next to me, with a handsome face, he grabbed my arm vigorously, "Do you want to escape?"

For some reason, the anger in his heart was rising at this moment.Obviously, as long as he is caught, there is no need to be so angry.

I showed him the filth in my hand: "Gojo Satoru, can you see its power?"

Wujo Wu heard the words and bowed his head, took off his sunglasses and looked carefully: "It looks like a spell but it's a little different, what is this?"

"It's filth. Can you track it?"

"Hmm—" He moved his face closer to the dark purple haze-like filth, and almost pressed together, "No, it's not pure magic power. But you can recognize it if you see it again."

I crushed the filth and said, "Okay, then tell me next time you see me—shall we exchange contact information?"

Gojo Satoru suddenly let go of the hand that was holding me tight, and a knowing smile curled up on the corner of his lips: "Ah~ so I want my contact information."

Me: "..." Why does it feel weird.

He leaned his back against the wall, tilted his head and looked at me: "It's difficult. This is not something anyone can give. Why should I give it to you?"

Um?Is it very precious?

I thought for a moment and compromised: "Okay, forget it."

...?

Gojo Satoru was shocked.

"Your liking is too casual, isn't this an attitude of pursuit!?"

"If you don't want to, I can't force you."

"You don't even know how to ask, you just give up!"

"But I don't like begging."

……

In the end, I got Gojo Satoru's number, but his face was even worse than when he first found me.He stayed far away from me, as if refusing to communicate.

It's so hard to understand.

I looked down at the red arm that was pulled by him just now, raised it up and handed it to him: "You pulled me red."

"Show me what's the use, Nitrate will reverse the spell. You don't expect me to comfort you, do you? You're so ridiculous. It's worth mentioning that the traces that disappear after a night's sleep?"

His words came out like a machine gun, and I was taken aback for a while.

"Can't it be comforted? It hurts." I only grasped this one point.

Gojo Satoru squinted over: "Who are you, why do you want to comfort you?"

Speaking of which, it seems that he didn't comfort me when I cried twice before, probably because he didn't want to?

I put down my hand and touched the red mark on my arm, it was indeed just a heavy mark caused by too much force.He was right, it would be gone by tomorrow at the latest.

Since I can't comfort him, forget it, I smiled at him: "Okay then."

"..."

"..."

He turned his head and looked ahead: "No."

"Ok?"

"It's so annoying, didn't you hear it, it won't comfort you."

Gojo Satoru kept walking forward. From my perspective, I could only see his straight nose and slightly drooping corners of his mouth.

Doesn't seem very interested.

I asked, "Then if your companion is crying, will you comfort him?"

"Who?"

"It's the girl sitting in the ruins."

"Why, do you care?" Gojo Satoru suddenly bent down to block my way, his eyes were at my level, "Isn't it because you cried and I didn't comfort you?"

I nodded: "Well, you said I cried so ugly."

Gojo Satoru: "Is there any more?" He smiled.

Me: "I also said that my eyes are red, as if I was punched by someone."

Gojo Satoru laughed until he hit the wall.

Is it so funny?

I remembered what he said when he shed tears for the second time: "Later I cried again, you praised me for being able to cry immediately, and asked me how I did it."

"Hahahahaha!!"

He looked even more exaggerated, he was lying on the wall laughing wildly, then slowly slid down, squatting in the corner and shaking his shoulders.

Well, it's really hard to understand, I don't understand what he is laughing at.

I also knelt down next to him, with a puzzled look on my face: "You smile so exaggeratedly, are you okay?"

Gojo Satoru leaned on his knees and looked up at me. His blue eyes, which were full of sarcasm just now, were like crescent moons hanging upside down at night, crystal clear and soft, and shone with aqua blue brilliance.

The smile in his eyes was so full that it was about to overflow, and his whole body exuded a happy atmosphere.

so beautiful.

Seeing his smile made me feel better.

I hugged my knees and tilted my head to look at him, and whispered, "Gojo Satoru. I like you so much."

"..." The bright smile stopped abruptly, and he froze like a goose who had been beaten with a sap.

This reaction is similar to when I was on the train.

Thinking of this, I took the opportunity to stretch out my sinful hand and stroked his hair.

"What are you doing!" Gojo Satoru disappeared for a moment and then appeared two meters away, staring at me with the expression of seeing a ghost.

I looked at the palm of my hand, wondering why he asked the question knowingly, but said politely, "I'm touching my head."

"...Who asked you this!"

"You just asked."

Gojo Satoru rubbed his hair irritably, then glared at me: "Don't touch my hair!"

I nodded perfunctorily: "Next time."

Not necessarily next time!

I don't know if he saw my perfunctory, he gritted his teeth and threatened me: "I'll beat you up."

"No, I don't like being beaten."

"Who cares about you!"

After the threat was over, he walked forward with refreshed legs.

"Get up, go back to the high school."

"Walking back?"

"How is it possible, I notified someone to pick it up."

……

Gojo Satoru took me to the school's reception room and asked me, "The principal is inside, you go in by yourself?"

I looked at him: "Will you come to me later?"

"Definitely." He stood lazily and casually, "I will take you to see the curse."

"It's not a curse, it's a contract."

"Anything is fine, anyway, just let her see it. Go in."

Pushing open the door, there are two rows of opposite sofas in the room, and a long table in the middle of the sofa.A very gentle old man was sitting in one row, and I walked over and sat opposite him.

"Hello, I am the principal of the High School of Conjuration." The old man smiled kindly.

"Hello, I'm Anna." I folded my hands on my knees and bowed to the old man.

"Wu told us that we saw a child with the talent of a conjurer, and it must be you. This is a school for cultivating conjurers. I asked Wu to bring you here to ask if you are interested in coming to school here?"

Conjurer talent?

Gojo Satoru thought I was a curse master and said he could see the curse power in my body (actually the power of thought), but now he also misunderstood the same?

don't want to go to school.

I don't want to tell them the truth.After all, this place belongs to the circle of incantations, and it must be very troublesome then.

"Feel sorry……"

Before I could finish my words, Gojo Satoru opened the door and poked his head in: "That's right!—Principal, this guy is my suitor! Great!"

headmaster:"……"

I:"……"

"Wu, you should be at Noctua's place now." The headmaster said with quite a headache.

"Yes, yes, let's go~" Gojo Satoru closed the door again with a snap.

I continued what I didn't finish just now: "Sorry, I don't have the idea of ​​being a magician."

"Okay, then it's good to be an ordinary person." The principal sighed, stood up and walked out slowly.

...just asking me?

I originally thought that the headmaster was leaving just for show, but who knew he was really going to leave when he opened the door.

I asked aloud, "Are you going to drive me away?"

The principal turned around and looked at me with a smile: "No, Wu brought you here, of course he is responsible for it."

"Then can I stay here and wait for him?"

"of course can."

Then the headmaster really left and closed the door for me.

To be honest, I was kind of surprised.

Originally, I thought it would be the kind of plot of "leave if you don't join", but I also thought that it doesn't matter if I get Gojo Satoru's contact information, even if I leave.

I didn't sleep well last night. After the principal left, I started to feel sleepy. I kept nodding and almost fell down several times.I was so sleepy that I shrank into the sofa, curled up and lay on my side, hesitated for a while and still didn't open the "circle".

——Let Gojo Satoru wake me up then.

……

After Gojo Satoru came out of the classroom, he went to the reception room.

He and Jie had received a new mission, and the time was a bit tight. He wanted to take that guy to the place of Nitro as soon as possible to check the situation of the curse.

The reception room was very quiet, probably the headmaster had already left.He pushed open the door, and saw the girl huddled up on the sofa, her slightly curly long hair covering half of the sofa.

……Again.

This inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

Obviously there is no memory, but it will suddenly appear on a specific occasion, as if the sense of déjà vu has been experienced before.

It also happened when this guy touched his hair before.

"It's really annoying." Gojo Satoru walked in with his pocket expressionless, and stood beside the sofa looking down at the sleeping person.

He bent down and spread a bunch of hair in the palm of his hand - if he clenched it tightly and then pulled it hard, he would definitely wake up in pain, and the stinky brat might be so angry that he died.

After imagining that scene, he happily bent his lips.

"Enlightened...?"

Gojo Wu turned his head and saw Xia Youjie standing at the door.

The expression on the other party's face was indescribable, and it even read clearly: What are you doing!

He lowered his head and glanced at his actions, and found that it was indeed a bit misleading.When he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, the long hair wrapped around his fingertips was directly pulled up high by his movements.

……

"Hiss..." I sat up clutching my stinging scalp, and when I looked up, I saw a few strands of hair wrapped around Wujo Wu's fingers.

Oh, so it is.

I don't know why, but it doesn't feel like a surprise.

I saw Gojo Satoru still staring at me, remembering his previous eagerness to try, and guarding his hair vigilantly: "I don't need you to help me comb my hair."

Gojo Satoru: "...what?"

Who would do such a thing? !

The author has something to say:

At that time, Night Moth was not the principal, but he had already decided to take over the position of principal.

Principal: Hey, there are so few high school staff, so annoying.

Principal: There are so few conjurers, so annoying.

Principal: When will you be able to leave the stall to the night moth and retire completely?